Blending
I just kept going
Didn’t stop to consider who would be affected
In survival mode
So many signs neglected
Didn’t stop to consider that there were too many transitions
Too many for your mind to comprehend
I expected you to adapt
they say children are resilient
Gifted as an empath
I feel your anger and pain
Now I sit filled with anxiety and frustration
Praying for peace again
It’s the little things that trigger a flood of emotion
causing my heart to overbeat
and my mind to be filled with negative commotion
Chest is tight
Head now aches
The more you rebel
the more my heart breaks
I only have myself the blame
I didn’t take a second to talk to you
I could’ve explained
Could have warned you that our life will never be the same
Instead I assumed that all of you would react the same
Assumed that you’d all be ok
3 years later I have to fight to make it right
When did I stop paying attention to my kids
How did I not see their perspective
Why did I wait until now to take a look back
I’m reflective
Now I’m weighed down
I feel guilty for choosing me
Knowing that someone would suffer
If I chose to set myself free
However I have no regrets
This too shall pass
It will all be ok
pain don’t always last
The process of blending ain’t never smooth
Gotta cut through some rough things
change speed and direction ….
it takes some time to transform solids to liquid food
If you stop before things are fully complete
you’ll be left with a fight
a divide
Anger and Love will compete….
trust the process
be open to heal
Be honest with yourself
allow yourself to feel
